#1016 - It will be the same this time.

The second day of the second month, Mount Fangcun, the Heavenly Secrets of Ascension.

The spies were withdrawn, and the sects sealed their gates.

A warning not to leave Great Shu within half a year.

Standing in the darkness, Wei Changtian's expression was surprisingly unchanged, as if he had expected all of this.

He glanced back at the crowd still enjoying the fireworks and asked softly:

"Who else knows about this?"

"Reporting, Young Master, Miss Li contacted this one directly, without going through anyone else."

Zhang San lowered his head and replied, "As for whether Miss Li has told others about this, this one does not know."

"Mm."

Nodding, Wei Changtian calmly instructed: "Send a message to Zimu, and tell her she must not tell anyone else about this."

"Especially them."

"..."

Them?

Zhang San was stunned. Following Wei Changtian's gaze towards the crowd not far away, he immediately understood what the latter wanted to do.

"Y-Young Master, are you also going to Mount Fangcun?"

Stammering, Zhang San hurriedly reminded, "But if Miss Li's guess is correct, then Chu Xianping and Qin Zhengqiu will definitely be prepared, perhaps they have already secretly colluded with many forces."

"Young Master, even if you really want to go, you should at least take more experts with you!"

"Zhang San..."

Turning back to pat Zhang San on the shoulder, Wei Changtian didn't explain anything, he just said softly:

"Give me the Mother-Son Jade that communicates with Li Zimu."

"This..."

Zhang San's eyes suddenly widened: "Young Master, let this one accompany you! At the very least, this one can help you..."

"No need, you stay in the capital."

Shaking his head, Wei Changtian interrupted unquestioningly: "Give me the Mother-Son Jade."

"..."

Looking at Wei Changtian, Zhang San hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly took out a Mother-Son Jade from his chest.

"Remember, no one can be told about this."

Taking the Mother-Son Jade, Wei Changtian solemnly instructed: "No matter who asks you, just say that I've gone out to handle some matters, understand?"

"This one understands..."

Zhang San nodded with difficulty, and then asked softly: "Young Master, when do you plan to leave?"

"I'll leave tonight."

Wei Changtian didn't hide anything. After leaving the last sentence, he turned and walked back to Liang Qin's side, leaving Zhang San standing there with a complex expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Changtian-ge, what's wrong?"

On the other side, Liang Qin naturally noticed Wei Changtian's actions just now, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Did Zhang San have something to say?"

"What could he possibly have?"

Wei Changtian smiled, his tone not showing the slightest abnormality: "I guess he just wanted to wish me a Happy New Year."

The colorful fireworks exploded and then died out, dragging long tails across the night sky, the flickering light illuminating everyone's smiling faces.

Wei Changtian stood in this colorful light, his eyes very firm.

That night, at the hour of Chou, outside the West City Gate.

The sound of firecrackers was much sparser than at the hour of Zi, but occasionally one or two strings would still ring out in the distance, seemingly tirelessly reminding everyone of the arrival of the New Year.

A black shadow flashed past the city wall, and after a few flashes, it arrived under an old tree.

"Young Master..."

Zhang San, who had been waiting here, came out from behind the tree, with a tall horse beside him.

Handing the reins to Wei Changtian, he seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he didn't say it.

"Alright, don't worry about me."

Wei Changtian smiled, and with a "shua", he flipped onto the horse: "Go back."

"Yes, yes..."

Zhang San's voice was a little trembling, and his eyes were a little red.

Although he really wanted to persuade Wei Changtian to take more people to Mount Fangcun, he just couldn't say the words that came to his mouth.

Because Zhang San already understood the reason why Wei Changtian didn't do this.

If Li Zimu's information was correct, then on the second day of the second month, an unprecedented fierce battle would definitely occur at the foot of Mount Fangcun.

And this time, whether facing Chu Xianping or Qin Zhengqiu, Wei Changtian didn't have the confidence to win.

Therefore, the latter wanted to preserve the "strength" of the Wei family as much as possible.

If only Wei Changtian died, then the Wei family would still be there, Da Ning, Da Shu would still be there, and hope would still be there.

But if Wei Changtian took a group of people and then they were all wiped out, then everything would be over.

From just now until now, Zhang San had finally understood this point.

And precisely because he understood, he had now become so "nagging", even on the verge of tears.

"I told you to go back, why haven't you left yet?"

Looking at Zhang San, Wei Changtian naturally understood what he was thinking.

However, Wei Changtian didn't comfort this man who had followed him for three years, he just coldly spat out two words: "Leave now!"

"..."

His body trembled, and Zhang San didn't speak anymore.

He slowly turned around, taking three steps and looking back, walking seven or eight zhang, his feet as heavy as if filled with lead.

Within the city walls in the distance, the sound of firecrackers was still ringing, and the crescent moon was still hanging high in the sky.

But when Zhang San took a few more steps and looked back again, that one man and one horse had already turned into a small black dot in the distance, and then disappeared.

Zhang San returned to the Wei residence half an hour later.

Standing outside the gate hung with big red lanterns, his feet were covered with red debris after the firecrackers had exploded.

Taking a deep breath, adjusting his mentality, he gently pushed open the side door.

And when the scene in front of him jumped into view, Zhang San was suddenly stunned.

"..."

Wei Xianzhe, Qin Caizhen, Liang Qin, Xu Qingwan, Yang Liushi... apart from the three little girls of Wei Qiaoling, everyone was standing inside the door, looking at him, their expressions incomparably complex.

"Zhang San, where did Changtian-ge go..."

In a silence, Liang Qin took a step forward and asked in a trembling voice: "You know, don't you?"

"R-Reporting, Madam..."

Zhang San lowered his head, not daring to meet Liang Qin's eyes: "This one... doesn't know."

The moonlight was pale, and the Spring Festival couplets pasted on both sides of the mansion gate were brightly colored and festive.

Everyone actually understood in their hearts that Zhang San didn't not know, it was just that Wei Changtian didn't allow him to say it.

But at this time, no one continued to press Zhang San. Everyone stood silently in the moonlight, only Liang Qin's hurried voice echoed in the air.

"Then he... then when will he come back?"

"Madam..."

Zhang San lowered his head even further: "This one also doesn't know about this."

"..."

Her body softened for no reason, Liang Qin only felt weak all over, and in the next moment, she seemed about to fall to the ground.

"Qin'er!"

"Qin'er-meimei!"

Qin Caizhen and Xu Qingwan, who were standing beside her, hurriedly stepped forward to support her, their eyes also turning red.

Although Zhang San didn't say what Wei Changtian had gone to do, how could everyone not understand the danger involved?

After all, if it was just a trivial matter, why would Wei Changtian hide it from everyone and leave alone in a hurry on New Year's Eve?

At this moment, everyone standing here had the closest connection with Wei Changtian.

They were worried about Wei Changtian and wanted to help Wei Changtian share the burden.

But they also knew that as long as it was something that Wei Changtian had decided, they couldn't change it.

"Zhang San..."

Supporting Liang Qin, Xu Qingwan's voice had become a little choked up.

She bit her lip and looked up at Zhang San, trembling, asking a question in an almost pleading tone that seemed like nonsense, but was perhaps the most important question to everyone, and the one they dared not think about the most.

"Xiang... Xianggong he will come back, right?"

"..."

His breathing heavy, Zhang San didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Obviously, he really didn't know the answer to this question.

However, after a moment of silence, he actually slowly raised his head and lied very seriously:

"Madam, Young Master told this one when he left."

"He said that he would definitely return safely, and asked the Madams to rest assured."

"..."

"Okay, okay..."

"Then... then we'll wait for him, we'll wait for him in the capital..."

It was as if a boulder had fallen to the ground. Regardless of whether Zhang San's words were true or false, their effect was undoubtedly there.

After all, Wei Changtian had never broken his promises before, no matter who it was to.

So, this time it must be the same, right?